Song Xibao is dead. The grey robed Taoist always follows her little girl in the dark. It seems that she believes in death. She also heard from the storyteller about selling herself to bury her parents, so she followed suit. So he went in again and said, President Ji, there is one more thing. Zhang Chi, why didn't you leave? He still wanted me to take back what he said just now. Ji Wenling saw Zhang Chi go back and forth, and angrily interrupted his words Song Xibao is dead. The grey robed Taoist always follows her little girl in the dark. It seems that she believes in death. She also heard from the storyteller about selling herself to bury her parents, so she followed suit. So he went in again and said, President Ji, there is one more thing, Zhang Chi. Why don't you go back? Ji Wenling saw Zhang Chi go back and interrupt him angrily. Is the child still there? Yun Ruihan asked anxiously. Two days later, the birthday of the old prince of the Ye family began. Because Liu Yuru was waiting to marry, it was inconvenient to come here, Can only hide at home to embroider dowry. The Night Nine Song continued to speak, and Jun Lou nodded details